Chlorinated

stripped bare
i stood quivering
breathing the air
sweaty and staggering

rectangular sanctum
in front of me
offer the purity that autumn
lacked so desperately

wading through
this mass anew
i question my own motives
for leaving you

frustrated now
i rise to the ground
unfamiliar affections are overrated
the pool is chlorinated
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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July 29, 2009 at 7:36 AM
I've really enjoyed reading you work this afternoon, Brandon! You have a good sense of rhythm, and uncommonly fine command of language. Your imagination and your sense of humour are lively too. This poem has a very nice wry touch - i like it a lot ... keep writing!
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